Unpredictable Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

You do not know me.
And each time you and others,
Do your assessments...
You become disappointed,
By the results you get.

Something you discover,
Offends your beliefs.
But no time have you spent,
Connecting your assumptions...
To a specificness that exists.

You do not know me.
And each time you and others,
Do your assessments...
You become disappointed,
By the results you get.

And you find yourself in discussions,
With others who assess...
Beliefs addressed,
Which have been confirmed...
By the uselessness of whispered innuendos.

And it doesn't bother me one bit,
To know this tolerance you live with...
Defines your own existence permitted.
And I can see how you qualify me,
As unpredictable.

It is a relief and I thank you,
For that determination....
You have researched.
Perhaps next time you will approach me,
And together we can converse.